[The post turns on, and enough time has passed between when Kurt arrived and now for his panic to turn into livid anger. His hands are firmly attached to his hips and he is not pleased.]
Excuse me, but what am I doing here? To the owner of this mansion - if you had actually requested my services instead of stealing me away like Mr. Ryerson
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This is Wonderland!
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He puts himself back together though, and tries to look all dignified.]
Thank you, but breaking my eardrums was completely unnecessary.
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Sure thing! Did anyone else tell you what's going on around here? 'Cause, I'm kind of busy running around and saving people, but if you need help, I guess I have time.
SO WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
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...I'm Kurt. A couple of people have told me things. Are you really saving people? [Or just, you know, running around and giving them heart attacks. That seems more likely, somehow.]
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...Apparently I did. Who are you?
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I'm the United States of America! I know, ya probably don't remember since you were here and then you left then you came back and then you left again but it's alright since you're back again!
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...Right. You must be the other America. The first one I met launched my bed through the wall and melted down my door. [Still not really happy about that, even if he did need to redecorate. B|]
But you knew me before? [Meriken didn't know him. ...Her tendency to melt down doors is probably why.]
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I'm relieved to know where you are, but I had hoped that you were back in Lima for good.
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Wait. [He tries to process what she said into Earth logic. And fails.] ...You were here already? That doesn't make any sense.
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You were here already, too.
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I got the memo about that last part. A lot of people remember me, but I've apparently been struck by some soap opera-esque amnesia. I really don't remember this place at all.
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